I was afraid when my master came for me. I was scared when he started to play with his favorite toys.
But my master is different. And if I suffer for him, if I surrender
to his dominance, if I give myself over to his ecstasy, then I will be
the perfect seasoning for this hunger that consumes us.
Warning: Contains subject matter some readers may find offensive. (Tentacle... er... action. Yeah. That's it.)